Aegon Targaryen Ii Novels & Stories

I handed him a glass, and took my seat across from him, helping myself to some wine. “So? How is my nephew?” I asked, dropping the glass on the table. “Well,” Galen dropped his glass on the table as well, “Prince Aegon's symptoms are becoming more and more severe. I've given him some herbs to control the symptoms, and make the pain subside but…” he trailed off, “There's only so much pain it can ease. You know that well.” I nodded, “I know, and that's precisely why he needs this marriage alliance.”

The voice of the man on the left side echoed as he tried to keep phase with the one leading them. The Black Knight turned to the man who was now beside him, wearing a similar black armor but had a kegel helmet with a dragon crest on its forehead. It was his adviser, the Marquis of Ember Frost, lord Slog Aizenberg; His eyes were inspecting, gazing from the Black Knight's raised hand and the cracked armor on the side of his ribs that kept glowing a dark purple shine. “Wouldn’t it be wise if you’d take a rest first my lord? You’ve barely managed to survive that last blast,” lord Aizenberg stated, trying to remain a few inches behind their leader.

Thanks to all of them, everyone lives happily ever after. Ohh! I almost forgot to tell you that the PA found his mate after all. He was the second chance mate of the Head warrior's widow. Peter's father was dating a human from the nearby town, where he took the bread the pack made to sell. Dark and Agnes had a child. He was half a witch and half a vampire. He could feed on both blood and normal food. Since he was six months old, he has shown that he has magic, making his toys float, but that is a totally different story.

Agatha added. "You are still an Agercian," the Hella said. Agatha sighed then let go of Zandro's hand and stepped forward "I am here before you all to cleanse and correct all the mistakes I have made. And for me to do that, I am already accepting my role as heiress to the throne of the second Archon. I am now claiming my throne as the second Archon of Agercia." Everyone was surprised because of what Agatha said including Zandro. A few minutes of silence envelop the whole court. While the Tyrant is irritated with anger because of the decision made by Agatha right in front of him yet.

Laryn stood up and wiped the blood from his face. "He's scrappy," he said to the other two dragons. I was slower to get up this time, but finally managed to gain my feet. "You next," I nodded to Sarn. "Hell no," he said. "I don't look good in red; that's Bastian's color." He gave me an ear to ear grin and stepped forward with his hand out. "I'm Sarn. What's your name?" I looked from his hand to the grin on his face. I took his offered hand and we shook. "I'm Tahr, of the royal silver dynasty."

Oh this bastard, he made me almost lost my heartbeats. Actually, I don't mind being in this moment, it's just that the problem is the fact that I haven't showered in days and I'm sure I must look terrible right now. For a moment we let this silence continue, creating various questions in my mind why Arthur was acting this melancholy. “You alright?” I ventured to ask him. He didn’t answer. His eyes stare at mine, His two eyes flashed a shady and piercing gaze which made me not move from my position who was also looking at him.

And I need to protect them. So I turned away, giving my back to the crowd as I lowered to my knees. “Asterion…” I heard my mother softly say my name. I know she hates to see me hurt, but this is necessary. “Tie him down!” Minos commanded. “Are you not brave enough to do this without restraining him? He’s given you his back. He’s showing his courage and honor. If you restrain him now, everyone present will know you are afraid of him.” my mother points out.

Elder Cliff asked me. “I, Ryder Grey, reject you Tia Malone and I reject this bond with you. I take responsibility in the realm of the dragons to face the consequences of this rejection,” I said loudly and Tia blinked her eyes in confusion a few times. The whole ballroom was silent as everyone watched me in astonishment. “What?” she asked me looking confused. “I fucking reject you!” Abeloth sneered through me as my eyes glowed yellow and we leapt off the stage and walked towards the doors.

LYRA "I don't trust her Damien. I need to lure her down to get to Magnus, she's gullible enough to think I'm stupid enough to fall for her tricks" Sage says through his phone call My lips quivered as I peeped through his room standing like a statue as his words reached my hearing. Every piece of my heart-shattering. "She has to produce an heir for me before I reject her and I'm sure by that time we've gotten to achieve our main goal," He says yet again.

my chest, I had never seen him before. He was tall and muscular but not nearly as large as his father or grandfather; the panic couldn’t be from his physical image. The healed wounds on my chest suddenly felt fresh once again as I looked at Luccus, his jet-black hair had the most unique streak of white, just like a wolf from my nightmares. His eyes met mine and my entire body froze, his eyes were dark not in color but in light; they were emotionless and dangerous. I knew these eyes; these eyes kept me awake night after night for many years. “Fuck he’s coming. I’m sorry if we had known we wouldn’t have let you come tonight, we would already be back at our pack.” Clarissa urgent whispers seem